Bold As Love

My sister drew an absolutely beautiful picture of Kagome on her father's piano, I originally commissioned it for my fiction but she then decided to use it for one of her own stories that I'm helping her with (Inu/Kags pairing)...go figure (I’m a little pissed at her but oh well) , anyway here's the link

http://dinah-dagger.deviantart.com/art/Kagome-Higurashi-Piano-Daze-78833473

Ch 3: First girl on the moon……

“Earthbound…”

The word rang in all of their heads as they sat at the council table in the home of their clan’s lord.

None of them could even begin to comprehend the possibilities behind that word, a word no lord present had ever heard before in reference to any being.

A strange silence had fallen upon the group of lords. Toga’s eyes were trained on the single, empty chair at the table.

“Did you notify him?” he asked Toshiro who simply nodded

Lord Marcel-Louis Hitsugawa was the only one in the group who was not of full Japanese descent. His father had been one of Toga’s father’s most trusted lesser lords.

Lord Yoshiharu Hitsugawa was Louis-Marcel’s father, he’d been sent by the council of dog clan lords as an ambassador to Europe in the early 19th century. When he returned, he was mated to one of the most beautiful dog demon bitches any of the lords had ever laid eyes on. Her Hair was long and blonde and her eyes were a piecing forest green that none of them had ever seen on a living being.

The fact remained however that Marceline Sylvie De Noblechien was not part of their clan, and she was treated as such. Though many of the lords lusted after her, they did not give her a place among them and their wives, and other ladies of the clan were cruel and spiteful to her.

There was no doubt that Marceline was strong. In fact, her aura was so strong that it rivaled even that of the great lord Yuudai, Toga’s father. This was indicative of one thing; she carried the blood of a true tai-yokai in her veins, though she herself was not one. She was second generation tai-yokai on her father’s side and had received tai-yokai blood from her mother as well, making her very strong.

It was through her that her mate’s clan learned that the European dog clan had sired countless true tai-yokai over the centuries; however, they hadn’t had a true-taiyokai birth for hundreds of years. Whenever she was asked if she knew why the births had slowed, she would smile and change the subject.

Soon Marceline gave birth to her first three pups. It was a full liter of males, which crushed any hopes Lord Yuudai had to mate Toga to a female tai-yokai.

Marceline was strong and defiant and decided that her eldest son would be named after her and her noble father in honor of their French heritage. Marcel-Louis was one of the strongest pups in the clan. He was strong enough to challenge Toga, but since they were matched in power, Toga would be given the edge because he did not have foreign blood in his veins and would have all of the support of the clan behind him.

Everyone knew however, that is was only a matter of time before Marcel mated, and if he chose the female who was currently fawning all over him, Toga’s line would not be in power any longer.

The female who was vying to win Lord Marcel-Louis was none other than Toga’s own sister Kiyuki who was the only female tai-yokai in the clan, she was also very powerful and title hungry. She would kill her own kin to move ahead in the clan. If she and Marcel sired a son, he would be the next clan leader, leaving Sesshomaru to fall into the seat of a lesser lord or to be slaughtered. Toga would not let this happen.

The half-French lord was very light hearted and happy most of the time, though Toga did not know this because he never took the time to get to know him on a personal level. Marcel was friendly, playful and charming, but when he set foot into the hall of the Japanese dog clan he would become defensive against the dogs that, as children often ostracized him. He knew he was stronger than all of them, save for Toga, and it would come through in his attitude. This helped support the common thought that he was arrogant and conceited.

Having received his council seat upon his father’s death, he was the only one of his father’s bloodline left in Japan. His mother died four days before his father and the old dog followed his beloved mate to the afterlife because the pain of not having her by his side was so immense. His two younger brothers had moved to France as soon as they were able to leave their home. Their mother’s bloodline was a Noble one, and they were given the respect and place that was theirs in their mother’s homeland, regardless of their father’s lineage.

It was his mother who told him that he should never trust the Japanese lords because they would always see him as a threat. Due to this, he could never open up to his peers. He spent all of his holidays in France, never attended any of the gatherings at Lord Toga’s home, and rarely attended council meetings, and when he did chance upon them, he would be late.

Many saw these things as an insult, and that combined with his aloof attitude, alienated him from the other lords and raised their suspicions of him. Now however, they would need him since he was the only one with outside knowledge of true tai-yokai. Toga only prayed he did not use that knowledge to try and take his power.

Toga’s thoughts were brought back to the current meeting when the doors were thrown open and the arrogant lord Marcel waltzed into the room half an hour late for the meeting.

He sat in his cold chair and smirked at the narrowed eyes of his peers.

“I do apologize for the small delay, I was having my nose hair trimmed.” He said, taking the glass in front of him and filling it with wine from the pitcher at the table.

He took a long drink and suddenly stiffened. He swallowed hard, his knuckles white from roughly gripping the edge of the ancient table to keep from gagging at the disgusting taste of the cheap Zinfandel he’d just taken a gulp of.

Toga was known for his poor taste in wine; he was an avid drinker of fine sake, but when it came to fermented grape juice, he could not help his palate’s strange gravitation toward wines of cheaper and less concentrated brands.

Lord Marcel recovered after a couple of coughs, his face drawn into a soured grimace. He looked around at the other lords and raised a delicate eyebrow with perfect composure and mischief in his eyes.

“Ah, Lord Toga, you are so gracious as to offer us your best box of wine. To which of the esteemed American vineyards do we owe the pleasure? Franzia perhaps?” he asked with a smirk.

Toga bit back a growl and narrowed his eyes. “Lord Hitsugawa, what do you know of a being called Earthbound?” he asked cutting right to the chase and catching the other lord by surprise.

Marcel blinked hard for a moment, the gears in his mind turning as he formulated a response to this question.

“I know that they were hunted and exploited by both demons and humans, and their intelligence, beauty and kindness are unrivaled by any being who inhabits this earth. The Earthbound race is simply…….otherworldly.” he said.

“What else?” asked Toga, who was practically salivating at this new turn of information.

“I believe the last prince of their clan, who was the last of their kind, was murdered in the United States by a demon clan.” he said cryptically.

“I do not know if he sired children, and if he did…..they are likely under the protection of the dragon clan of Brittan.”

“What is their history? What sort of beings are they?” asked Toga eagerly as the other lords just stared awaiting an answer.

“I do not know.” he said flatly, but Toga could see in his eyes that it was a lie, even if he could not smell it.

“You lie.” spat Toga with narrowed eyes.

“Do you smell a lie, my lord?” asked Marcel as he bared his teeth and sneered at Toga, challenging him to call him a liar again.

“No.” Toga reluctantly bit out while standing his ground.

“Then why do you accuse me of such?” he asked staring directly into Toga’s eyes

“Forgive me.” Toga said with a voice devoid of emotion.

Marcel immediately raised his glass and smirked, “Now, if you will all excuse me, I have to see a woman about some ear hair. I will be sure to send you a case of my best French wine my lord. I would not want you embarrassing yourself at your gathering tomorrow evening. By the way… I sadly cannot attend. I have a previous engagement. Au Revoir!” he chimed before dashing out of the room before the meeting was even adjourned.

Toga rolled his eyes and growled when he smelled Marcel was out of earshot

“He’s hiding something.” he said glaring at the closed door.

“I smelled no lie.” stated another lord.

“I could see it in his eyes; he knows more than he lets on.” said Toga.

“You will all keep searching for anything you can find on the beings known as Earthbound.” said Toga before he adjourned the meeting, so he could prepare for the dinner party his twit of a wife was throwing the next night.

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Kagome was coming down the stairs for a snack, rolling her eyes at her brother and his little friends who were playing video games in her living room.

Suddenly, Mrs. Higurashi popped out of the kitchen with her purse and coat in hand.

“Oh, Kagome I’m going to work, make sure you, Souta, and Kikyou are in bed at a decent hour! No staying up all night chatting about boys while Souta plays his video games past midnight. You all need to be well rested for the festival tomorrow.” said Mrs. Higurashi as she prepared to leave for work.

Kagome smiled as she reminisced about the last festival; she and Kikyou had a sleepover and watched scary movies while eating way too much junk food. Souta pigged out and played video games until he passed out in front of the T.V., using a bag of chips as a blanket and his controller as a pillow.

“Don’t worry mom, we’ll be fine. If Souta gets out of hand, Kikyou and I will regulate.” she said with mock ferocity as her mom shook her head and walked out the door.

“Hey sis, get me a soda!” demanded Souta as Kagome snorted and huffed, “Yeah right punk, get it yourself!”

Kagome entered the kitchen and grabbed a water bottle and an apple to take up to her room when the doorbell rang.

“GOMIES!!” said Tsubaki as she came in to the room and glared at the sight off all the untrained young males in the living room.

The dominatrix in her wanted to have them groveling at this early age so that they would know who was boss later on in life. She imagined making them clean up the whole house in their little underwear while wearing dog leashes. It was not a sexual fantasy, but one of control and training the little dogs before they developed any nasty habits. She was pulled from her visions of schoolboys scrubbing the floor in their tighty whiteys by Kagome’s returned screech.

“BAKI!!! How are you?” asked Kagome as she led her former music teacher up to her room.

“Kagome, I need a favor. My parents are coming in for the weekend and I need to store some of my…um…stuff in your garage.” said Tsubaki unabashedly.

“Yeah, sure.” said Kagome wondering what kind of “stuff” she meant. Kagome knew about her music instructor’s double life and hoped that she wouldn’t bring over anything too weird.

“It’s nothing too crazy, just a few things that wont fit in the chamber under my living room.” she said with a smile as Kagome returned the gesture and let out an uncomfortable chuckle.

Kagome caught Tsubaki looking down at a picture of Kagome as a child and she smiled.

“You were the prettiest little girl I’d ever seen…..and now you’re such a beautiful young woman.” said Tsubaki with a reminiscent smile quirking at her lips.

“You know…..I bet guys would love to have a beautiful girl like you show them, um, whose boss.” said Tsubaki with a playful eyebrow wiggle which made Kagome’s eyes widen in shock.

“Ahhh, Mistress Kagome, ever the innocent school girl! Let me know when you’re ready to learn.” she said with a wink.

“Tsubaki….did you know my father?” asked Kagome as her music teacher was shaken from her playful mood.

She just nodded. “Yes,” she’d wondered when Kagome would come to her with these questions, since she knew kagome had enough sense not to ask her mother.

“Wha…what was he like?” asked Kagome.

“He was very handsome and very polite…you look very much like him.” she said softly.

“Oh.” said Kagome looking down at her hands

“Kagome….I have something, I wasn’t sure when I should give it to you, and I’ll save it longer if you’re not ready.” said Tsubaki as Kagome’s deep blue eyes opened wide and gave the woman her undivided attention.

“I have the video of your 2nd birthday party…..it was two weeks before he died.” said Tsubaki.

Suddenly, Kagome felt the tears flood her eyes, “You….you saved that for me?” asked Kagome with surprise and astonishment in her voice.

“Yes, I used my video camera and forgot to give your mom the tape. I...well…your mom told me to throw it away when I told her I had it a few years ago, but I figured I’d save it in case you wanted it.” she said softly as Kagome let her tears fall and crushed Tsubaki into a tight hug.

“YES YES!! I WANT IT!” she said through sobs.

“Ok, come to my house, and we’ll watch it there, and then you can bring it home.” said the woman as Kagome grabbed a sweater and shoes and all but ran to Tsubaki’s house.

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The National science fair was four weeks away, and the entrance deadline was just 72 hours away. Sesshomaru looked through his camera to find a suitable shot of the miko, but none of them were close enough no matter how close he zoomed.

He looked down at his limp cock, having released his second load after going through the countless candid shots of the little miko Kagome.

He snorted when he thought of how he had been panting her name like a bitch when he released his thick seed all over the camera.

He was still in his transformed state, fur covered his body, and his fangs were long when the knock resonated at his door.

“HEY ASSHOLE!!! COME OUT HERE I NEED TO FUCKING TALK TO YOU!” roared his brother’s voice.

“Not now half-breed, I have work to do.” he said.

“KEH!!! Work my ass, I can smell what you’ve been doin’ you dirty asshole!” he chuckled as Sesshomaru’s anger rose, making his body plunge deeper into transformation rather than reverting back.

“Leave half-breed, or I will come out and remove your nose.” he said.

“Keh, like you could get away with it!” he huffed when suddenly his phone rang.

“Hey bitch, are ya comin’ over?” asked Inuyasha.

“Yeah, spend the night….I wanna knot with you again tonight….What?....why can’t you spend the night? …Oh fuck, that’s right….the festival….yeah we could, just for a few hours…..hmm hurry up and come over….you’re makin’ me hot bitch…..iloveyoutoo.” he murmured into the phone rather quickly.

Knotting was something dog demons only did with their mates or intended mates. Sesshomaru dreaded Kikyou being in his brother’s life any longer than necessary and shuddered at the notion of his brother actually knotting the little bitch as they were two of his least favorite people.

He then thought of a positive point of Kikyou remaining with Inuyasha…her cousin Kagome…

Just thinking of her sent the blood to his dick again, and he groaned. He looked down in frustration at the poster board where her panel was, she’d provided him with the least information and no picture.

He then looked at the scribble on his notebook where Inuyasha’s DNA profile should be, but he was having a hell of a time with it, and he wouldn’t be able to ask Mr. Hirohito since it was the weekend, and the project was supposed to be sent in before midnight on Sunday.

‘Hn, I will just have to go and get more information from the miko and work all night if I must on the Hanyou’s disgusting profile.’ he thought stubbornly as he got up to shower, since it usually helped reverse his transformations.

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Kagome smiled softly as she came down the stairs from her room; she’d just watched the video of her second birthday again and was smiling as she remembered the sound of her father’s voice.

She looked at the couch to find it empty. Apparently, the boys were busy doing manual labor for the festival set up; she didn’t care as long as they weren’t in her hair.

The phone rang, and she dove for it thinking it was Kikyou saying she would show up early.

“Hello?” she said.

“Oh, hey Sango, what’s up?” she asked, happy to hear her friends cheerful voice, since the girl had been rather somber as of late.

“ARE YOU SERIOUS?!?!?!?! Whoa that was fast!” chuckled Kagome as Sango told her how Bankotsu was taking her out on a date later on in the evening.

“You should invite him to the festival tomorrow!” said Kagome with a giggle.

“She did?!?” she exclaimed as Sango told her that Kikyou had already invited Bankotsu to the festival and that he’d agreed to come.

“Hmp, who cares if he’ll be here to see you and Bankotsu, serves him right for screwing that slutbag, Kagura, in a janitors closet.” said Kagome with a huff after Sango explained her worry that she would see Miroku at the festival.

“You’d better call me and Kikyou tonight as soon as you get home, we’ll be waiting.” said Kagome with a grin.

“Yeah, she’s spending the night, since we’re both performing at the festival. Mom is working the third shift, so she won’t be home until three in the morning.” She squealed as she thought of all of the unsupervised fun she and Kikyou would had.

“Of course, ok, well good luck tonight, have fun! Love ya!” she said before hanging up and giggling in happiness for her friend.

She was alone in the house and relished the feeling, stretching her long limbs a bit as she got up from the couch and walked toward the kitchen.

She was startled to find her mother leaving the kitchen after placing a very large prepared dinner in the refrigerator when suddenly the doorbell rang.

“Oh, I’ll get it honey; I’m on my way out. I came home to make dinner for you and all the boys, but I have to be back at work before seven.” she said with a smile as she went to the door, while Kagome stayed back and took a few cherries from the bowl in the refrigerator and popped one in her mouth.

She heard her mother talking and laughing with someone and figured it was one of her friends or a neighbor.

“Kagome!!” she heard her mother’s voice call from the front of the house.

“Kagome, dear, you have a guest.” said her mother as Kagome’s eyes widened when she looked toward the door; she immediately scowled when her mother spoke.

“Come on in, Sesshomaru dear; make yourself at home. There are snacks in the kitchen, and I’m sure Kagome can get you anything else you’d like.” she said with a smile before she went to leave.

“It was nice meeting you, Mrs. Higurashi.” he said politely before turning to the horrified girl in front of him and flashing her a playful grin that disturbed her more than his presence in her home.

“You too Sesshomaru dear, make sure you stop by tomorrow for the festival. Kagome is dancing.” she said sweetly as Kagome’s eyes widened in horror.

“Thank you, Mrs. Higurashi, I will try very hard to stop by when I take a break from my work on my science project.” he said with a sincere smile.

“Oh, you can just call me mama; I look forward to seeing you!” She called to the boy with a sickeningly sweet smile, while Sesshomaru’s grin spread to shit eating width.

Kagome looked as if she was going through some sort of cardiac episode as her mother and her ex-boyfriend’s mean older brother had the sweetest exchange possible.

‘I’M……GOING……TO…….DIE!’ she thought as Sesshomaru continued to grin at her creepily.

“Bye darling, make sure to take care of our guest.” Her mom added as Kagome glared.

“That wont be necessary mom, he’s not staying.” she said laughing nervously as she shook her head when she saw Sesshomaru looking at her form with a pleased smirk dancing across his lips.

His eyes hooded a bit and his amber orbs glazed over a bit darkly; he barely noticed when the mother left and he was left alone with the miko. She wore sinfully small pink shorts and a tiny pink tank that did not cover her navel. Her tight, toned stomach looked absolutely kissable to him as a pink jeweled belly ring jutted out against the backdrop of her soft, milky skin. Her long, shapely legs were all visible to him as her almost non- existent shorts only covered enough….though, admittedly, too much in his opinion.

She backed away a bit when she noticed his gaze move up to her well rounded chest. He admired the way her pert nipples hardened against the thin material of her top when the breeze from the open window hit her, the hard buds were perched atop two firm mounds of flesh he longed to test the weight of in his hands, massage, suckle, nuzzle and caress.

He then moved up to her delicious neck, long and sensuous, he longed to press open mouthed kisses against the beautiful, soft skin. His gaze met hers, and her mouth parted slightly as she gasped. Her lips puffy and red with cherry juice called to him as her hair danced around wildly in the wind from the open window.

She was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, and she was there with him…alone.

Suddenly, as if on cue, the door was thrown open, slamming Sesshomaru forward since he was a bit weak kneed already from his little interlude with Kagome. Sesshomaru ate shit hard before four teenage boys filed in carrying various random carpentry supplies.

“Oh, sorry man.” said one of them as Sesshomaru snarled at the young one who hit him with the door as he tried to more the hair out of his face and get up in a graceful manner. It took everything in him not to kill the little shit that’d just embarrassed him.

Kagome held in her laughter and shot Sesshomaru a concerned look with a few giggles hidden by coughs. “Are you ok?” she asked trying miserably not the let the hard cackle that was hiding in her throat out.

“This Sesshomaru is perfectly fine. A scrawny little human boy could never harm one such as this Sesshomaru.” he said with all of the dignity he could scrounge up.

“Hey sis….we’re taking a break from building festival shit, and since we’ve got all these hammers and nails and crap we’re gonna build a skating ramp, but we need to get in the damned well house to get some spare wood, do you have the key?” asked Souta.

“Yeah, it’s in the kitchen on the key ring, genius.” she said with an amused roll of her eyes.

“It’s the one with the rust.” she called out to him as she watched the little gang of boys bring wood and nails out to the yard.

“Yeah, dude, just set up right there at the end of the path; we can build momentum right here.” said one boy.

“Hey Kohaku, do ya have the plans?” asked Souta.

“Yeah!” called the other boy as he took a small scroll of blue prints from his back pocket.

“Regular bunch of architects” muttered Kagome as she shook her head and looked at the demon in front of her who was currently brushing lint from his pants.

“What are you doing here?” she asked.

“I… Require more information and a photo for my experiment.” he said holding up the poster board with his work on it.

“WOW IS THAT IT?” she asked going into nerd mode completely forgetting whom it was she was talking to.

She gently took the poster board from his hands and laid it down on the table.

“Whoa, look at all of these penance squares….. you did four generations back for Inuyasha….amazing!” she said as she looked over his work.

“Why isn’t that Ww in the hair box for his grandfather?” she asked as he rolled his eyes and prepared to answer her questions expertly when he noticed she’d actually pointed out a mistake.

His eyes were wide at her knowledge as he fixed his error.

“Who is your biology teacher?” He bit out in annoyance, but it was short lived when he noticed the smile on her face as she regarded his work.

This female was intelligent. Kagura never cared about any of his projects or anything of substance that he tried to talk to her about; all she cared to talk about was sex and the crap in the tabloids, which he found boring.

“I like what you did here, with the DNA makeup.” she said softly as she went over his work.

“Yes, it took me a few days to devise a method that would translate well to poster board.” he said with a chuckle.

“Who is your biology teacher?” he asked again.

“Oh, um it’s Mr. Hirohito.” she said as she noticed her part of the board was very bare since much of the data said “INCONCLUSIVE” next to it.

“What period?” he asked as he watched her take out a piece of scrap paper and a pen and begin to scribble.

“Oh, um, Second Period.” she said as she returned to her scribble.

“But…that is his other advanced Biology course.” said Sesshomaru with a huff, she was clearly mistaken in his mind.

“Only seniors are allowed into that class.” he added obstinately.

“Oh, well….. yeah, I tested into it then he gave me two additional tests that I passed easily.” she said as she erased and scribbled some more.

“Why are you not entering the National fair?’ he asked.

“ You have to be 17 and I’m only 15.” she answered as she finished the scribble and handed him a finished DNA profile for Inuyasha which she noticed was missing and suspected he was having problems with it because of the cross species mixture of his blood.

“Thank you.” he said as he regarded her work, it was flawless and she’d solved a problem he was working on for days in less than ten minutes.

“I’m sorry you don’t have more information for my panel; maybe you should use another subject.” she said glancing at him.

“No, you are my chosen subject.” he said simply when she remembered her video.

“Wait….I have…well um…” she began as she noticed the way he was looking at her and tried not to blush.

‘NO KAGOME! THIS IS THE MEAN OLDER BROTHER OF INUYAHSA WHO PUSHED YOU AND CALLED KIKYOU A WHORE!” She thought as she began to admire his beautiful eyes.

He gave her a look of longing that almost translated as a pleading look. Their eyes met, and she held back the gasp at the intensity of his stare. She regarded his face for a moment and smiled a little when she noticed the soft hues of amber and gold dancing in his irises. She could see his true form over the charm he wore because of her spiritual power. She wondered what his markings meant. She almost wanted to caress the crescent moon on his forehead. ‘Moon doggie’ the childish part of her thought as her gaze moved to his long silver hair.

The texture looked soft and silky and she longed to run her hands through it. She let out a small mewl and wore a blush as her gaze went further down to his body, his shirt was snug and his tight tone muscles were evident underneath it. She could imagine what his strong thighs and slim waist would look like under the jeans he wore. He was intelligent and gorgeous and not so rude when he was talking about something he liked like Biology.

“You have…” he said snapping her out of her lustful enchantment. He began chuckling inwardly at the look on her beautiful face as she tried to find her words.

She shook her head. ‘What the hell am I thinking! I CAN NOT like this guy, I’ll just help him with this project and kick his ass out of my house!’ she thought, regaining her composure.

‘Our bitch is intelligent….and beautiful…..and cute.’ said his beast with a chuckle.

He’d stopped arguing with his beast when it referred to Kagome as “our bitch” and often times agreed with the beast, but he would not admit it….just yet.

“Oh, I well when you asked me about my father it got me thinking and well…..my mom can’t bear to talk about him, but my old music teacher came over, and I asked her if she could tell me about my father….and well she gave me a tape of my 2nd birthday…two weeks before he died, and. I..I mean I’m not going to really show anyone else you know like Kikyou because they….I just….I mean not even Souta, my brother, since I think he’s too young to handle it….but I …well maybe you can get more for your experiment, just don’t tell Inuyasha or anything.” she stuttered.

His eyes were wide with shock; she chose to share this with him. It was something so special, something she wasn’t going to even share with Kikyou or Inuyasha, and he felt …honored.

‘Our bitch honors us.’ said his beast as he just silently agreed with it.

“Yes, I would like that.” he said, trying not to let his voice betray his emotion on the subject.

“Come on.” she said motioning for him to follow her as she led him to her room.

His breath hitched as he entered the room that smelled like her so much he felt like he was surrounded on all sides by her.

His beast purred madly within as he struggled to keep his eyes from rolling back as he took in her delicious scent.

“You can sit there.” she said, motioning to the bed. He sat down, and put his poster board aside as he watched her load the video tape into the VCR on her television.

Her room was decorated like any girl’s room, with little stars and things everywhere, cute trinkets and pink cut out shapes all over the walls. Pictures of her and Kikyou in various stages of childhood and adolescent were plastered all over the room. One picture in particular had his beast stirring. It was of her in a traditional Kimono; the garment looked very expensive and was colored a rich, deep blue, drawing out the same color from her eyes. She looked like Kami come to life. The picture was pasted to a strange collage of pictures and looked like it was coming unglued from its home.

He tapped the picture a bit, causing it to fall. He glanced over at her to see she was still tinkering with the VCR before he picked up the picture quickly and carefully stowed it away in his pocket.

He cocked his head when he noticed there were sheets of music that were obviously hand written in the corner.

Sesshomaru, himself could not read music and here was this girl who could not only read it, but write it as well. He was impressed to say the least as he looked around some more and stifled a groan when he noticed her laundry hamper and a pair of panties just under the skirt she’d worn that day.

He imagined her wearing only the pink Lace panties, long legs spread lazily, succulent breasts bared, nipples hard and awaiting his mouth, her body waiting for him to come and touch, kiss, caress, bite and mark as his. He tested the bed a bit by bouncing up and down; registering the noise he would hear when he made love to her in her bed.

He suddenly felt the change, fur sprouting on his back, but he was brought out of his hentai moment by a strong voice emanating from the television.

The video had started; it began with the squeaky voice of the woman behind the camera, but soon moved to a deep baritone with a strange accent.

The man was magnificent. Video tape was a medium that could record partial auras and from the partial aura this male was giving it was so magnificently powerful Sesshomaru felt instant fear when looking into his eyes.

He had long blonde hair and icy blue eyes that spoke of great power. His aura was so large that the ki of the trees and other natural things around him looked like they were bending in his wake.

His body was tall and powerful; Sesshomaru would have thought him a tai-yokai were it not for his aura, which was that of a very strong spiritual being, though definitely not human. He walked with poise and dignity; he had the composition of a wealthy and well-bred man.

“Kagome?” called the man as the camera followed him while he swept through the party. The camera rested on a group of pups playing in a patch of grass and wild flowers.

Sesshomaru recognized the setting as the backyard of the shrine. His gaze fell on the most beautiful pup in the bunch, a dark haired blue-eyed female pup with a bright yellow flower in her hair and a bright blue sundress on.

“PAPA!!!” roared the infant as she stumbled over to the male who scooped her up in his strong arms and kissed her fat little cheek.

He spoke to her in a strange language Sesshomaru had never heard. It sounded a bit like German but it was sharper and rang different.

The little girl just giggled and kissed the man’s cheek sloppily before clapping and laughing.

“Papa…papa!” she sang as she played with a lock of the man’s golden-white hair.

“Kagome, it is your day of birth.” he said in English with a heavy accent.

“My noble first daughter.” he said pushing her hair back so he could look into her eyes.

“Such strength my sweet one.” he said as they held each others gazes and the little girl giggled.

“Papa love!” she said as she rested her head on his shoulder.

She then pointed up at the sky and cheered, “MOON!!! MOON!!! STAR…STAR…STAR…STAR!!!” she said the last part slowly pointing at the various places she saw stars

Sesshomaru’s eyes watched as the camera followed the direction she pointed, and sure enough, Sesshomaru could see the moon and stars clearly. He and his clan could see the moon and stars in the day at any time, humans could sometimes see the moon. It was Kagome’s accuracy in pinpointing very well known stars that should not be visible to any regular being, which surprised him most.

“Yes little one, the moon is there and the stars….you are going to be the first baby on the moon…” he said throwing her in the air and catching her as she laughed hard.

She snuggled into his shoulder again and he held her close nuzzling her little head.

Sesshomaru watched as the man closed his eyes and held his pup close while he walked to a female he recognized as a younger, pregnant, Mrs. Higurashi.

“There you are; how’s the birthday girl?” asked the priestess.

“She is perfect.” said the man as he pulled the little girl up and spun her around while she giggled wildly.

The camera followed the pair as they walked along the party greeting guests and shared more loving moments. The man never left his pup as he made his way around the party.

They came back to a bigger group of pups playing in the same field, and this time, Sesshomaru recognized one of the other pups as the miko’s cousin, Kikyou. Kikyou had the same stern, constipated look even as a pup and Sesshomaru bit back his laughter.

“KIKI!!” said the little Kagome from her father’s arms as she pointed to the pup form of Kikyou.

“GO!!!” yelled the Kikyou pup as she raised her arms and pumped her fists prompting the man to pick her up in the other arm.

As soon as he picked her up, the pups hugged in his arms and played with each others hands, speaking gibberish with random words laced in it, to one another.

‘We will have to be civil to Kikyou in order to win over our bitch.’ Sesshomaru’s beast said with a purr, while Sesshomaru just remained silent about it.

The man took both girls inside the house and handed them off to his mate. Kagome’s mother was his mate, he could tell from their auras. When two spiritual humans mated, their auras blended just like when demons did.

The camera shuffled for a bit, and he could hear the squeaky voice of the camerawoman saying something about a piano before she cheered with an annoyingly high pitched little yell.

He found himself gasping when he heard the sounds coming from the camera before it focused on the man who was now playing the piano expertly. It was the most skilled piano playing Sesshomaru had ever witnessed.

He saw Kagome close her eyes and then looked back to the screen and watched as the camera rested on pup Kagome who also had her large blue eyes closed as she hummed faintly along with the music.

‘She is a musician, I am sure of it…the way she closes her eyes, the sheet music written by hand, and the humming in class earlier today…..She must play like her father.’ he thought, adding this tidbit of information to the list of things that made her worthy of him.

The concert was soon over and the pup Kagome was pumping her fists and yelling “PAPA!!” practically jumping from her mother’s arms when the man came and scooped her up.

“I love you, my princess.” he said softly in his heavily accented English before he said some things in the language Sesshomaru did not recognize.

Soon the camera caught the cake and presents. He watched as pup Kagome ripped the paper of her intricately wrapped gifts with ferocity.

He watched as Kagome and Kikyou went everywhere together and played together, periodically hugging or snuggling with each other.

Soon the party was over and Kagome was running shakily through the yard when she fell very hard and began to cry. Suddenly, she was scooped up fast in the arms of her father, and he kissed her bloody knee before he put a strong hand over it and closed his eyes.

Sesshomaru was mesmerized when he saw the little aura of the Kagome pup shift as her father coaxed out her healing power, making her knee heal instantly.

“I love you my little stargazer.” he whispered as the tired pup just clutched him and began to fall asleep.

There was static and then another scene, this time it was of the man fast asleep in a large bed with the Kagome pup laying on his chest with her head tucked under his chin. They looked so peaceful, and both of their auras radiated love and happiness.

Sesshomaru couldn’t help but smile as the pup on the screen cooed in her sleep and played with the end of her father’s shirt sleeve with one hand, while she sucked her thumb.

“Goodnight, my loves.” said a voice to the left before the camera followed it and revealed that it was Mrs. Higurashi.

Suddenly there was static again, but this time there were no more scenes. He looked over at Kagome who was staring with hard eyes at the screen.

She looked back at him and spoke methodically. “Don’t ask me to name it…the language I don’t know the name, but I understood what he said to me.” she said before turning to remove the tape from the VCR.

“I…I…couldn’t figure out what kind of accent he has.” she said while she fiddled with the tape machine.

“It is Scandinavian….further than that, I do not know.” said Sesshomaru, trying to occupy his mind with thoughts other than what his beast was obsessing over. The beast thought of how beautiful she looked as a pup and beautiful their own pups would be, with her blue eyes and his silver locks, they would have the most beautiful pups in the world. He could feel the fur sprout at the thought of how they would make their pups together.

“Um, did you feel his spiritual power….because I felt some coming from him.” she said.

“Yes, he was very strong, so strong, in fact, that I do not think he was a mere priest or monk.” said Sesshomaru as he jotted down some notes for her DNA profile.

“Thank you for sharing this with me; it will help my project a great deal.” he said as she just nodded. He wanted to pick her up and hold her tightly to him as he felt the sadness in her aura. He imagined what it would be like for him to watch a video of him and his own mother.

She was going to speak again when her phone rang suddenly and it jolted them both.

She turned to answer the phone and he took the time to snatch the pink lace panties from the hamper and stow them in his pocket along with her picture.

She bent over slightly at her desk making his already wavering control slip. He wanted so badly to go and squeeze her firm backside and grind his hips into it to relive the pressure in his pants.

He imagined her again in the pink lace panties and that combined with her delicious scent drove him insane with need, prompting the fur to being to sprout faster across the plains of his back.

“Hey, Kiki!” said the girl with a smile.

“Yeah, I’m just um….doing some homework, hahaha.” she said nervously.

“No, I’m not holed up in my room writing a symphony….yet.” she said with a giggle.

“Yeah, nine is good. Souta and the other brats are still working on the festival stuff anyway; they should be done by nine.” said Kagome bending over some more.

Sesshomaru couldn’t take it any longer, he bolted from the room with his project before he could fully change and ran out of the house before she could come to him again in those tiny shorts because if she did he would not be able to will the change away again.

He walked outside casually as he passed the boys who were working on some sort of booth in the yard.

“INCOMING!!!” roared a boy before another boy who was strung up in a rope , being held up buy a makeshift pulley system and the upper body strength of two of his peers, flew by Sesshomaru narrowly missing him.

“You guys have to try this! It’s fucking awesome! I’m flying!” said the boy, stretching his arms out like superman as his friends laughed and tried to maneuver him to the top of the shrine structure, so he could clean some of the shrine ornaments.

Sesshomaru gauged his hearing so he could hear Kagome’s voice one final time before leaving.

“Have fun with Inuyasha.” said Kagome with a smile as she hung up the phone and looked to her bed to find her guest gone.

She walked downstairs to find no trace of him.

“Weirdo” she muttered as she just shrugged before going back upstairs to work on her music before Kikyou got there.

A/N:
I would like to thank Sesshy’s Rose for her awesome Beta work, she rocked it out hardcore!!! I would also like to thank Michele for her awesome input !!!!


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